sinovels Chapter 447
Chapter 447
Chapter 447 Give Me Half
Wanyu Community, Unit 7, Building 3.
Yang Sheng took a sip of ice-cold Fanta, leaned back on the sofa, looked forward, and sighed:
"Jiang Ning, you have good skills, I am a little convinced."
Tang Fu, who was next to him, thought of the tragic situation after the cicada fell to the ground, her head was flattened and she died on the spot.
When she looked at Jiang Ning again, she felt very strange.
I'm not surprised by Jiang Ning's slingshot skills. After all, with her talent, she can easily achieve that level of accuracy with just one week of dedicated practice.
What she couldn't figure out was, since Jiang Ning's shots were so accurate, why didn't he take the initiative to shoot in the first place?
He waited until Xue Yuantong handed the slingshot to him.
In Class 7 where Tang Fu is located, the boys in the class such as Zhao Jinyang and Bai Hao, if they have some skills, they will immediately jump out to show off, like a peacock with its wings spread, wanting everyone to know.
With Tang Fu's wisdom, she could easily see their plan!
Jiang Ning was different. He was too reserved, as if he didn't care about glory.
Tang Fu couldn't understand him.
She stared at Jiang Ning for several times, but was not noticed by him. Instead, she was noticed by Xue Yuantong, the little girl next to her. Her eyes were wary, so Tang Fu had to look away.
They sat in Jiang Ning's room for half an hour and then went back to their own room to take a nap.
After the two left, Xue Yuantong continued to watch the movie with Jiang Ning.
She lay lazily on the sofa, drank the Wanglaoji herbal tea in her hand, and put the jar on the coffee table.
Jiang Ning, who was sitting quietly, suddenly raised his leg and kicked the can into the trash can.
Xue Yuantong was moved by the scene and thought of sad things. She once thought this trick was very cool, so she secretly practiced it at home, preparing to impress Jiang Ning, sisters Chu Chu, Bai Yuxia, and Chen Siyu in one fell swoop.
That time, she finished her coke and kicked up in front of her mother.
The Coke can was kicked to the ceiling, and the remaining bits of Coke in the can spilled all over Mom's head.
In short, Xue Yuantong ended badly that day.
In order to cover up her sadness, she ate two dried fruits. After a while, she wanted to drink water again. She was too lazy to get off the sofa to get water from the refrigerator. What a hassle!
She originally wanted to ask, 'Jiang Ning, are you thirsty? '
But I think it's too obvious, and it's easy to see through the plan.
She used her wisdom and said righteously: "Jiang Ning, it is said on TV that people need to drink 8 glasses of water a day to ensure good health. You only drank two glasses of water today, and it is almost three o'clock now!"
Jiang Ning glanced at her and stood up to get some water.
"Yes, since you took it, help me get a bottle."
Xue Yuantong finally got her wish, she is so wise.
……
At 6:[-] p.m., the lights in Pengcheng started to light up.
A group of six people, Chen Qian has arrived at the hotel, he is dressed in black, thin, wearing glasses, he looks like a student.
Far less fashionable than Dong Qingfeng next to him, Dong Qingfeng wore a floral shirt, shorts, and a folding fan in his hand, fanning himself while walking, with a standard holiday style.
"Today we eat Pengcheng ground pot chicken. We have ground pot chicken in Yuzhou, but if we say the earliest ground pot chicken, it must have originated in Pengcheng. The taste is so authentic!"
"Especially that pancake, it's sweet and spicy and full of soup. I guarantee you won't forget it after one bite!"
Dong Qingfeng introduced: "Today I went to eat at a time-honored ground pot chicken, the most famous old restaurant in Pengcheng. Let me tell you, ordinary people have to queue up, which is a waste of time. I happen to have a relative who is from the market. In a word, the location thing!"
His parents are both working in the system, and the family is closely connected and helps each other.
"That store is more than 1 kilometer away from us. Everyone just took a walk and enjoyed the scenery of Yunlong Lake."
The road surrounds the lake, surrounded by green trees and fresh air. Everyone walks to the bridge and looks into the distance.
Within the field of vision is the beautiful Yunlong Lake. The water is clear and several boats are floating on the lake.
It is the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the pink lotus flowers are set off by large green lotus leaves, making them look particularly delicate.
"It's beautiful!" Xue Yuantong took pictures and was about to return to the B&B, even sending the wifi to Chuchu for appreciation.
The cool night breeze was blowing, and everyone was walking by the lake, admiring the lake view and enjoying the comfort.
Chen Qian originally wanted to write a poem about Yunlong Lake, but after racking his brain, he couldn't think of a poem about Yunlong Lake, so he could only sigh deeply.
Dong Qingfeng was puzzled: "Why did Brother Chen sigh?"
Chen Qian: "I lament that the ancients didn't know about Yunlong Lake and buried this beautiful scenery in vain!"
Dong Qingfeng had another opinion, "It's good not to be discovered. If Yunlong Lake is truly famous, it will not only belong to Pengcheng, but the whole country. By then, the tranquility may not be the same as it is now."
He continued: "I used to like a niche singer, but then he became famous and I didn't like him that much anymore."
A few people walked and chatted, passing by a square, and saw a small stall set up there, with a big card saying "Sketch 10 yuan per person".
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl is holding a drawing board and drawing for another 30-year-old woman.
When passing by, Chen Qian glanced at the model, female, single eyelid, small eyes, high cheekbones, average appearance.
However, the sketch on the drawing board completely avoids these shortcomings and is much better than plastic surgery. The woman in the painting is really beautiful and makes people feel good about her.
When they were far away, Chen Qian lamented: "Have you seen that painting? What she painted is completely contrary to art. Is it still called painting?"
He sternly despised this!
Dong Qingfeng was used to Chen Qian's impulsive personality and was about to answer the call.
Yang Sheng said: "Is that what he painted a painting? What he painted was about human feelings and sophistication."
Chen Qian laughed: "What a worldly person, but a vulgar person who sells art for money!"
Yang Sheng didn't care about the nerd.
……
When we arrived at the Diguoji shop, there were people waiting in line outside. Dong Qingfeng went straight into the shop. After giving his name, the waiter immediately arranged a table.
The six people just sat down, and Dong Qingfeng ordered dishes proficiently. The ground pot chicken here is a small portion. He ordered two, and then served hairtail baby dishes, bean sprouts, fried clams, and another shredded pork with Beijing sauce. .
After ordering, he did not continue to sit down, but said: "There is also a braised pig's trotters restaurant opposite, which costs 12 yuan a portion. The taste is famously good. Which of you wants it?"
Chen Qian refused to eat, Tang Fu signed up, and Xue Yuantong ordered a portion, planning to share half with Jiang Ning.
Dong Qingfeng came back quickly, bringing three portions of braised pig's trotters.
The restaurant served food very quickly, and the shredded pork with Beijing sauce was the first one. Dong Qingfeng didn't go out to eat at noon, and he was already hungry.
He said to several people: "Pengcheng's shredded pork with Beijing sauce is different. Other places use bean curd and small pancake rolls. You see, they are steamed bun rolls."
Dong Qingfeng rolled a portion by hand: "The steamed bun has a rough taste, but it can neutralize the greasyness of shredded pork. Try it."
He wanted to give it to Yang Sheng and Tang Fu, but they were declined. Chen Qian took it and ate it.Chen Qian praised: "Qingfeng, you are serious."
Dong Qingfeng opened his mouth and said reluctantly: "We are all brothers, no need to be polite."
Xue Yuantong took a piece of ground-pot chicken pancake and took a bite. His eyes were shining. It was indeed delicious. It couldn't be said that it surpassed his mother's cooking skills, but it had a different taste.
"Delicious!" Xue Yuantong nodded.
After Yang Sheng and others tasted it, they also praised it repeatedly: "Compared to Yuzhou's ground pot chicken, I like this taste better."
Seeing that they were satisfied with their meal, Dong Qingfeng was in a good mood. He raised the juice and said, "Let's have a drink!"
It's just that his expression was unnatural, and he couldn't help but recall the last time he got drunk in Tai City and surfed in public.
He didn't remember it at first, but Tang Fu told him later. After the squad leader confirmed it, Dong Qingfeng realized what a ridiculous thing he had done.
Everyone had a drink, and the atmosphere became more lively. It was one of the four great joys of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and everyone's attitude was very harmonious.
There were people chatting around, and the two middle-aged uncles at the left table were talking about the current situation, international trends, and the stock market situation.
The three men in suits at the table on the right raised their glasses and drank, and a young man who looked very lonely was pouring bitterness on the other two.
"That Manager Yang, he is not as capable as Manager Zhao, and his performance is not half as good as others. Why can he be the vice president?"
"As soon as he got on board, he immediately started to change the system. All the original benefits were gone. Last month, during the Dragon Boat Festival, not a penny of gifts was given out."
"Two big brothers, do you think this is right?"
The young man poured out his bitter words to the two of them and said many heart-wrenching words.
There was quite a commotion there, and even Dong Qingfeng and the others figured out the reason. It turned out that the young man couldn't stand the vice president of the company, so he chose to resign today and invited two other colleagues with whom he was close to have dinner.
The other two people smiled and comforted him.
Their sadness did not affect Dong Qingfeng who was eating. They were just students and did not understand much about the workplace.
Dong Qingfeng thought of the sketching high school girl he met on the way to dinner, so he started the conversation and asked everyone when they first made money.
He himself said that he used to play online games and later sold his account for 500 yuan, which was considered his first pot of gold.
Compared to Dong Qingfeng's 500 yuan, Tang Fu said she earned 20 yuan from selling lanterns during the Lantern Festival.
Xue Yuantong was embarrassed, but everyone else told her, and she bravely said that when she was a child, she picked up rags, bottles, and scrap metal in the village, and sold them at the scrap station for 7 cents.
Several people were amazed.
Even if Dong Qingfeng does not look down on the poor in his bones, Xue Yuantong's grades are too terrifying. Maybe the future Xue Yuantong may not be able to compare with an aborigine like him who is firmly rooted in a small town, but the current provincial champion Miaozi must not be underestimated.
When it was Jiang Ning's turn, he recalled his long-ago childhood and finally remembered the first pot of gold.
"I grew up in the countryside, and most of the adults in the village went out to work."
In the busy restaurant, the air conditioner continued to blow out cold air, unable to cover up the aroma of the food.
Dong Qingfeng often curry favor with Shen Qing'e, so naturally he had heard about Jiang Ning's background. He was born in a rural area and had an ordinary family.
Don't mention that the other party's parents are now senior executives in Changqingye. Even Jiang Ning's current conditions cannot be underestimated by Dong Qingfeng, especially because he is very popular with women.
Dong Qingfeng believed that within class eight, only the squad leader and Jiang Ning could compare with him.
Jiang Ning's voice spoke loudly: "The people who work in the village basically come back only once every year during the Chinese New Year."
"They earn much more money by working outside than farming. Every year at the end of the year, the village is full of people playing cards and dice. Some people often lose tens of thousands at the end of the year. The money they earn from hard work in a year is , completely lost."
Dong Qingfeng was born in an urban area and couldn't help but sneer when he heard such foolish things:
"He's mentally ill. It's not easy to make money. He also likes to gamble."
Yang Sheng interjected: "Gambling is addictive, but in the past two years, various places have begun to crack down on gambling, and the situation has improved a lot."
Jiang Ning continued: "In card games, there are losses and wins. People who win money are very happy and spend it lavishly."
"I spent two yuan to buy a windproof lighter. Someone at the card table won money and picked up a cigarette to smoke. I stretched out my hand to light it for them."
"Everyone at the card table laughed together."
"Winners don't take money seriously. I light cigarettes for them, and he takes out a ten or twenty note from the pile of money in front of him and hands it to me."
"I can often earn 50 yuan in an afternoon."
Speaking of this, Jiang Ning couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic. Ten yuan when she was a child. At that time, 50 yuan was enough to buy a lot of things. She could even buy a toy rifle on the street. "
Xue Yuantong was stunned, "Why didn't I think that I could do this?"
Jiang Ning said: "It worked at first, but later on when other children followed suit, the adults stopped giving money."
After he finished speaking, Chen Qian started to talk about his first pot of gold. A family member lost their pet dog and offered a reward to find the dog. He used the knowledge he learned to help the family find the dog. Then he was bitten by the dog, and the family paid a thousand dollars in compensation. , there is still some money left after the injection.
Tang Fu said that she was a fast runner in elementary school, and she made a challenge to another eldest sister by standing in for her senior sister and earning 1 yuan.
It made everyone laugh, and finally it was Yang Sheng's turn.
After Yang Sheng listened, she began to tell her experience. She was smiling, and her short hair was a little hazy in the fireworks:
"I had short hair in elementary school and was slovenly. The girls in my class called me 'man-bitch'. No one wanted to play with me, and some people said bad things about me behind my back."
The atmosphere was slightly heavy and sad, and Dong Qingfeng sighed silently.
Yang Sheng's words changed: "Later I beat them up."
The air became cheerful again, and Chen Qian thought to himself, it is indeed you.
"Although the girls in my class don't play with me, there is a girl in the next class who often plays with me. We have a good relationship and often buy 'Seven Dwarfs' popsicles to share."
"Later one time, a girl from our class found a girl from the next class and gave her 10 yuan and asked her to put a pen in my school bag."
"She took 10 yuan and did it."
"Later, someone in our class said that the pen was lost. They searched my schoolbag and finally concluded that I stole the pen."
When Yang Sheng spoke up to this point, he was still calm.
Dong Qingfeng felt distressed after hearing this, and everyone was waiting for her to continue.
Yang Sheng: "Of course I want to argue, but it's a pity that the evidence is there and no one listens. The teacher invited the parents and criticized me, and I was bored by more people in the class."
"Later, the girl in the class next door probably couldn't stand the condemnation of her conscience, so she told me about it."
Tang Fu couldn't help but ask: "What happened next?"
Yang Sheng drank up the juice in one gulp and said, "I told her that you were too unloyal. You made money and didn't share it with me. Then I took 5 yuan from her."
(End of this chapter)